This is a sponsored post for Target Australia.
My fingers could not type fast enough when I learned that Kenny Rodgers was performing at the Gympie Muster last year. Bearhands was keen, so was brother-in-law Craig. Soni and Susan’s responses were just as speedy. We weren't missing the Gambler for quids!
The Muster drew closer and over a few cold glasses of something one afternoon, the girls and I cooked up a little plan. I bought bomber jackets cheaply on the net and designed a logo and we each chose a name from a Kenny song. Kenny’s Angels - Ruby, Elvira and Lucille - were born.
When the jackets arrived they were on the small side. This wasn't a problem, as long as I didn't have to reach for anything above my waist, or say lift something to my lips. Lifting something to my lips was an integral component of my planned activities at the Muster, so I began the process of stretching the jacket. I zipped it up over the back of a dining room chair, sat it in front of a window that caught the morning sun and progressively stuffed it. Little by little, t shirt by t shirt, the jacket stretched a bit. Eventually, it gave enough that I could hydrate myself whilst wearing it. It still threatened to bare my midriff should the music move me to dance, but the Angels had an outfit!
The Muster was a tonne of fun. Our Kenny’s Angels flag even made it on the big screen while Kenny crooned (and creaked a little when he walked.)
We're heading back to the Muster in August. Jimmy Barnes is the object of our affection this year. We've chosen the monica Jimmy’s Sweethearts, because we’ll shout him breakfast any morning he chooses. I started looking for new jackets but I was weary of buying online again. Then as I wandered around Target Maroochydore searching for sheets, I spotted these smart little trench coats. They're a vast improvement on last year's numbers because:
- they're longer - less danger of midriff exposure when being unceremoniously flung from the bucking bull;
- will provide a little bit more cover from the cold - good news, because some nights were bitter;
- (and best of all) it fits properly - one of the myriad of benefits to trying something on before you jump in and impetuously purchase three of the blessed things.
I took a quick change room selfie, made sure the girls were on board and snapped those babies up for the bargain price of $49 each.
Target and I are going to be working together for the next few months. They've offered me some gift vouchers and I've decided to share them with my readers. This month I have a $50 Target voucher to give away.
Congratulations to Jacana who won the voucher, with this sentence:
Old rockers don’t die ….. they just need more lubrication.